After they'd set up Harry's trunk in the bedroom and put away his new clothes, Harry and Petunia found themselves at a table in the bar with a glass of butterbeer each. Petunia down at her watch and noticed the time.

"We've had quite the day today, would you like to eat here or go out into London and get something else?"

"Can we eat here please?"

"Sure we can, can you see any menus?"

They both looked around before Harry responded with a negative, Petunia noticed that there were a couple of women going from table to table seemingly taking orders before a paper aeroplane flew off into the back, so she raised her hand slightly when one of them looked in her direction and gained eye contact.

A minute later she finished with her table and came over.

"What can I get you guys?"

"Do you have any menus?"

"No, sorry just what we're cooking today?"

"Oh, erm, what do you have?"

"We've got our normal's. Stew with dumplings, a hog roast with bread and applesauce, or bread, cheese, and ham with pickles.

"We also managed to get some fish in fresh today, so we've also got trout with boiled potatoes and greens."

"Harry?"

Harry looked startled to have been asked "Can I have the hog roast please."

"And the stew for me."

"Ok, that'll be 15 sickles."

"Could we also get another couple of butterbeers with the food?"

"Sure, that'll bring that up to 1 Galleon."

With that money changed hands and a paper plane was sent off. Once they settled down again, Harry reached into his bag and pulled out the handbag that he'd bought his Aunt. He activated the rune at the bottom using the same technique he'd been shown for finding the wand components.

"Aunt Petunia, I bought this for you, I hope that's OK."

Petunia's heart melted and broke at the same time as she took the handbag from Harry. It melted because despite everything she'd done to him, or not done for him he was still giving her a chance. It broke because of the look of sheer vulnerability on his face that showed that even though they'd had a good week, there was still so much damage that needed to be repaired.

"I love it, thank you." She cried as she took the peach bag with dragonfly embroidery.

Nixie took that opportunity to climb down and investigate the bag. Her tentacles waving over the bag, occasionally pulling something off that she then munched on happily. Watching her do that, Petunia could help but burst out laughing, shortly followed by Harry as they realised what she was eating.

"I guess we'll need to go back and see if they can apply the charms with a runic anchor like they've used on the expansion and concealment on the expanded pocket."

With that the moment was over and the rest of the evening passed quietly before she sent Harry up to bed. Once things quietened down a bit, Petunia spent the evening after Harry went to bed chatting to one of the waitresses about her job, the magical world, and such like. It turned out that she was a muggleborn who was stuck in the magical world due to the lack of qualifications in the real world, and was unable to get a decent job due to the discrimination they faced.

Once it got late and the pubs customers started heading home Petunia headed up to her room. Opening the adjoining door, she poked her head in to check on Harry. The light filtering through the door showed him fast asleep in the bed cuddling the pillow, his owl was perched on the back of a chair and opened her eyes and looked at Petunia before turning back to Harry.

"I wish I had a camera, as he looks so peaceful there."

Softly she closes the door and gets ready for bed herself. Once she's in bed Nixie climbs onto her chest and makes a fuss until she gives her a finger to suck on.

"You know, it looks like you're putting on a bit of weight there, maybe we should limit the amount you can eat."

Nixie gave an annoyed squeak and gripped her finger possessively as she continued to suck on it.

Eventually she fell asleep and woke to the sound of Harry laughing at her. It appears that Nixie had fallen asleep on her face and her tentacles were been ruffled when she breathed out. Huffing good naturedly she extricated Nixie from her face, and placed her on the back of her head under her hair where she automatically held on. If she didn't know better, she'd have thought that she was a bit fatter than she was last night.

They both did their meditation practice together on her bed. Petunia took to it more seriously than she had been, as the meeting with Kragnast yesterday had brought home the fact that there was now a very real risk to her if she didn't.

After they'd cleaned up and eaten breakfast, they went to Gringotts for their meeting, Harry wearing some of the new clothes they bought for him yesterday.

Getting to their meeting was a simple matter, though the Teller did inform them that next time they should just go to one of the desks at the back.

When they arrived Kragnast conjured another chair for Harry to sit on, and Petunia had to catch Nixie before she munched on the spell holding the chair there.

"Ok, this meeting is about the Magical Guardianship of your ward, Harry Potter. As you are both Magical, and his Legal Guardian we don't require the presence of his current Magical Guardian. Now I told you yesterday that we needed Harry here because he has passed his first Magical maturity. That means that your magic has now stabilised, and you are capable of using intentional magic. Magically, this is your 11th birthday and may or may not coincide with the day that you were born."

"What do you mean?" questioned Petunia.

"Magical maturity is linked to the infusion of magic to the foetus, and so it is strongly correlated with whether the baby is born prematurely or late." Harry looks confused, but as it seems to make sense to his aunt he decides to try and ask about it later.

"As this is going to be a formal process, I'll be bringing in one of the other bank employees to act as a witness. During this process you'll be asked a series of questions and I will be taking note of your answers. Once we have concluded the interview you will both need to read and sign the document using a blood quill, then I will sign followed by the witness. As this is a service normally carried out in the Ministry I will be charging you a 10G fee plus an additional 10S if you would like us to file it on your behalf. Do you have any questions?"

Harry spoke up "What's a Magical Guardian?"

"A Magical guardian is the person that is responsible for teaching you about the laws and customs of the Magical world. As a child born to magical parents you are legally required to have one from birth, and they are supposed to spend sufficient time with you in order to impart this knowledge over your childhood. Muggleborn children are not required to have a Magical Guardian, though one is usually assigned once they begin Magical Schooling for the purposes of injury and discipline notifications."

"Why aren't muggleborn children required to have a Magical Guardian?"

"According to the Ministry it's because muggles have had mandatory schooling for all their children since the 19th century, and before that it was because the risk of revealing a magical person to muggle society was too likely to lead to witch hunts."

"Oh."

After a pause, Petunia joined in. "What is a blood quill?"

Reaching into a drawer in his desk he pulled out a jet black quill "This is a…" he trailed off as Petunia's eyes went slack and she started shivering while muttering "Don't make me sign it, don't make me go back to him, no, let me take them away, no no please no." Sensing Petunias fear, Nixie jumped on the desk and snatched the quill out of Kragnast's hand and sucked the enchantment out of it in one go. The black feather turning into a simple goose feather almost instantly.

A moment later Kragnast bolted to the door and bellowed

"Healer, I need a healer in here." Before returning to watch over Petunia.

Harry carefully reached out and gently put his hand on her forearm, seeing no change in her behaviour he just sat there in fear as the same thing that happened yesterday happened again today. A minute later an older goblin came in followed by a couple of guards. He held his hand up to stop the guards and carefully looked at Petunia's eyes. Coming to a decision he reached into the pouch by his side and pulled out a clear blue potion, making a gesture with his fingers the potion vanished and Petunia started to calm down. He then began to cast a series of charms at her, shook his head and cast a few more.

The healer turned to Kragnast and spoke with him in a guttural language, Harry heard the words Petunia and Aictuilaxr, before sending the guards to wait outside.

A few minutes later Petunia seemed to regain coherency and she focused on her surroundings again.

"Petunia, I'm a certified goblin healer, we've just given you a calming draft and I need to ask you a few questions."

"Uh, go on."

"Have you ever seen one of those quills before?"

Panic starts to show in her eyes before being magically suppressed. "Yes."

"Were you forced to use one?"

"Yes"

"Do you remember any details about the event?"

"I'd managed to get the children away from Vernon and we'd just been granted emergency housing and someone punched me in the gut and I found myself sitting at a desk with a man wearing Oxford robes. I felt really lightheaded and happy as I read over the piece of paper in front of me promising that I would live with Vernon, stay faithful to him and be the best wife I could be. I then picked up a black quill and signed my name at the bottom. The man opposite me then did the same and everything went dark. That was the last time I escaped."

Harry launched himself into her arms hugging her and trying to make her feel better, as while he didn't understand everything, he recognised some of what she said from the book he read last week.

"It looks like your suffering from a broken obliviation as well as mental trauma, you'll need to see a qualified mind healer, and they may also recommend that you learn occlumency in order to deal with the events and partition them in your mind. Though the healer I'm thinking of has a daughter in Hogwarts, so it might be an idea to contact her after school starts. Do you feel calm enough to carry on with your appointment, or do we need to reschedule it?"

"I'll" Petunia licks her lips "I'll be ok."

"OK, well I'm going to remain here to keep an eye on you, and I'll also act as the witness."

With that, the meeting got back on track and concluded easily, there were no complications in the paperwork because neither of them had ever seen Harry's magical guardian, though it would be raised as a black mark in the Wizarding Child Services against his old Guardian.

Finally, they both signed the document, Petunia to confirm that to the best of her knowledge everything written above was true, and Harry to confirm that he agreed with the change in Magical Guardian. A new key was generated for all of Harry's vaults (and wasn't that a surprise), and the new stipend vault was set up. Now that she had access to his vaults as Magical Guardian, she authorised payment for Kragnast to procure all of the information she would need to teach Harry in order to fulfil her duties as a Magical Guardian.

They finally got out of the bank just in time to pick up Harry's new wand, and they were persuaded to buy a belt-mounted wand holster to go with it. It had an expansion charm on it so that only the handle of the wand was visible, thus reducing the likely hood of it being broken accidentally.

Taking a break they headed over to the ice cream shop where another family was already seated. The girl had bushy hair pulled back into a puffy ponytail with a cheap hair tie, and she was talking a mile a minute about the books that she wanted to buy.